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12/31/2015 3:23:40 AM
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[b]4 Men in black armor (imagine SW:TFA first order armor, but all black) and black M4A1 carbines aim at you, before a man walks over[/b]
"Stand down, this is Frost, a friend of the boss"
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"Without me your organization wouldn't exist at these times...."
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"We know frost" [b]he says, removing the mask to reveal Craig[/b]
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"Hmm"
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"Follow me"
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[b]He follows[/b]
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[b]He leads you to the bridge, where people are using consoles and terminals left and right, and JT sits on an upper platform, looking into space, and they approach. [/b] Craig: "sir" JT: "yes general?" Craig: "we brought someone, An old friend" [b]JT turns[/b] JT: "sup frost"
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"See you got your crew back"
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"That I did. Thank you, Frost"
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"Yeah, don't mention it..."
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"Aight. So you want a drink or something? Maybe take a look at the ship?"
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"Remember that promotion?" [b]He says laughing[/b]
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"So you want a job here?"
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"I guess I do"
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"Alright, what field?"
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"Offense I guess"
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"Alright, head to the armory and you'll be given your gear, then report to general Jess and general Diana"
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"They stopped being hoes?"
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"That they did. Mostly"
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"Hm...still getting promoted?"
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"Lieutenant"
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"Nice"
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"Yep. Now go"
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"Alright" [b]He goes [/b]
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[b]He spots a man in a black box, handing guns to soldiers. And another, handing armor, each with a lineup[/b]
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[b]He gets in the armour line[/b]
